Master, the way she looks at me is not right

Feeling Ling Jueding's strange eyes, Ning Qingxue realized what she had just done was wrong.

Hastily bumped Ling Qingchen with his elbow, and added.

This, this... Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

It's all the fault of the man in Tsing Yi!

If my old lady gets cold, she will be the first to kill the man in Tsing Yi to sacrifice the flag.

If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have left a bad impression on my uncle.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

Ah this...

Although my master is not particularly fierce to me.

But it has nothing to do with gentleness, right?

Master, this is telling nonsense with your eyes open!

"Right right.

Master is usually as gentle as water, and has a good temper. "

Sensing Ning Qingxue's threatening gaze, Ling Qingchen quickly nodded obediently.

Ling Jueding: "..."

Middle-aged man in Tsing Yi: "..."

I almost believed it!

"Master?

She is your master? "

Hearing Ling Qingchen's address, the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi reacted.

"Yes!"

Ling Qingchen nodded and said.

"Then how..."

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi was about to ask his doubts.

Suddenly thinking of Ning Qingxue's sharp sword just now, she quickly closed her mouth.

This master and apprentice are together?

This, this... is this forbidden love?

Are young people nowadays already so good at playing?

"So... what do you mean now?"

The atmosphere was awkward for a long time, but it was the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi who broke the silence first.

"Yeah, what... what does this mean now?"

Ling Jueding cast a questioning look at Ning Qingxue and said.

Ning Qingxue's strength is so strong, he really doesn't dare to talk nonsense and make random decisions!

In case of making a wrong decision, Ning Qingxue would be angry.

This sword was placed on his neck.

Ning Qingxue: "..."

This is this...

Why are you asking about me?

I do not know either!

"What exactly does that mean?"

Ning Qingxue quickly bumped Ling Qingchen with her elbow, signaling Ling Qingchen to stand up and make a statement.

This traitor... At the critical moment, he wanted to pretend to be an ostrich and get away with it!

I don't know how to help myself out!

Ling Qingchen: "..."

This……

I don't know if you ask me!

I really want to follow my father's arrangement and take my fiancée as a concubine.

But you reacted so violently and fiercely just now!

I am also very scared!

Ling Qingchen didn't want to have a sword around his neck either!

"This...how about we look at what the original owner himself means?

How about seeing what Miss Xiao herself thinks? "

After thinking for a moment, Ling Qingchen asked with a sneer.

Since you can't solve it yourself, then throw the blame on your fiancée!

See if she has any good solutions.

After all, she is the woman who took the lead role template!

As the protagonist, he must be able to come up with a good way, right?

"Is this idea... okay?"

Ling Jueding cast a questioning look at Ning Qingxue again, and asked.

The current situation is already very clear.

As long as Ning Qingxue is satisfied and says yes, then it will be fine.

Ning Qingxue was dissatisfied, if she said no, then no.

As for his opinion, that doesn't matter!

Can be ignored!

Ning Qingxue's opinion is the most important just now.

Ning Qingxue: "???"

This...why are you asking me again?

How do I know if it's okay?

Isn't this your family business?

I'm just an outsider who doesn't even have a title!

This damned traitor still hasn't confessed to himself!

I'm so pissed off!

Thinking of this, Ning Qingxue took advantage of Ling Jueding's inattention.

He couldn't help but use his elbow angrily, and bumped Ling Qingchen again to vent his anger.

Ling Qingchen: "???"

Master... why did you bump into me again?

Didn't I already make a suggestion and express my opinion?

Could it be... Master is not satisfied with my proposal and statement?

[119.Chapter 119 Master's tenderness is only for me! (Please ask for a silver ticket!)]

"Then why don't we help Miss Xiao find out the root cause of why she went from a genius to an obscurity?

Solve the problem fundamentally?

As long as Miss Xiao can return to normal, all these problems will be solved, right? "

Ling Qingchen glanced at Ning Qingxue, who was deliberately pretending to be very shy, very soft and cute, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he proposed again.

My master, this... this is too contrived, isn't it?

No need!

"Yes, yes, that seems to be the case.

Miss Xiao didn't have so many things to do when she was a genius, didn't she? "

Ling Jueding hurriedly stood up and nodded in support.

If Xiao Miaomiao can restore her previous genius aptitude, then everything today will no longer be a problem.

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi absolutely does not need to use the marriage contract of the older generation to force a marriage.

"Find a way to turn my daughter back into a genius?

Try it! "

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi sighed helplessly.

He knew the situation of his own daughter.

How easy is it to restore the former genius qualifications?

At that time, he had exhausted his methods and tried all kinds of folk remedies.

However, there is still no way to restore his daughter's qualifications.

"Did you help your daughter regain her genius qualifications, so Xiaochen doesn't need to fulfill his marriage contract to marry your daughter?"

Ning Qingxue asked with a cold face.

Middle-aged man in Tsing Yi: "..."

"Don't talk so badly!

What if I can't find it?

Or found it, but lost it again? "

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi glanced at Ning Qingxue cautiously, then spoke softly.

Ning Qingxue: "..."

What a hassle!

"What if we promise a three-year warranty?"

After thinking for a moment, Ning Qingxue asked.

Ling Qingchen: "???"

warranty period?

What the hell!

This word is so familiar!

Isn't this the word used by those who sell goods in modern times?

In the world of self-cultivation, there is also this word?

Middle-aged man in Tsing Yi: "???"

warranty period?You use this word... When my daughter is a commodity?

"At least a hundred years."

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi said softly.

For a cultivator, three years will pass with the snap of a finger.